If You Look Too Closely

I Have Been So Naughted In Thy Love's Existence That My Nonexistence Is A Thousand Times Sweeter Than My Existence

Oh, Bird Of My Soul, Fly Away Now, For I Possess A Hundred Fortified Towers.

But Meditate Now On Steadfastness And Clarity, And Let Those Be The Wings That Lift And Soar Through The Celestial Spheres.

When Love Itself Comes To Kiss You, Don't Hold Back!

You Are The Mirror Of Divine Beauty.